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Every Sunday, on the way to church, we would pick up and elderly woman nearby to give her a ride. She and I became very close, flights to thailand and I soon began to think of her as a mother figure. My real mother had given me up for adoption at the age of three months, and my adoptive mother, who was very abusive towards me, had passed away years before. One Sunday, when we pulled into her driveway, there was a very good looking man standing there. He was tall, with blue eyes and dark brown hair. He appeared fit, and had a type of air about him that I couldn't explain, but his arm was in a cast. Our eyes met through the windshield of our car, and there was an instant zap of chemistry that I couldn't explain. It was almost as if an electric shock had swept through my body. As my friend got in the car, flights to rome I had to ask who the guy in her driveway was. She told me that it was a friend of her daughter's, and told me his name was Rob. I couldn't get him out of my mind. I had never been very happy with my appearance. I was overweight, and in my eyes, very plain. I took great pains to dress as well as I could, however, carefully applying makeup, buying and wearing the best, most flattering clothes I could afford, flights to australia and always had on matching shoes with a matching purse. Of course, I accented the whole ensemble with jewelry. It was very important to me to try to look as good as I could to make myself feel better. I never considered myself attractive, and never even thought I was attractive to others. Of course my friends would tell me differently, but they were my friends, so I thought they were being nice. Therefore, when Rob and I looked at each other, and I felt an instant attraction, I didn't want to believe it. I thought it was all in my mind only, and I tried to dismiss it.